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“I’m fine. Fine, fine, fine,” Sonara muttered, attempting to stand and swaying before tipping over from exhaustion. Calcifer caught her before She hit the ground, picking her up with a sigh. He picked her amulet up off the floor and slid it around her neck, whispering something in another language. Then, he turned his attention to John.
“We need to talk. “
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“Calcifer….. John?” Sonara closed her eyes, and it all came rushing back to her. “Drakel.” Then the wolf form melted away, leaving Sonara looking tired but healed. “Why, Drakel?”
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`”G-god this world sucks!” Tas exclaimed, slamming her hand down with enough force to crack the concrete. “No one is running! A bunch of idiots–the whole lot of you! Now–go! ” she yelled, and that’s when she changed. It was as If she was ripped from her human body, and replaced with the massive black wolf with with of shadow. The only proof that it had eyes been her were the vines of obsidian still one her from legs and the collar that somehow fix about her.
<strong>You would call me a werewolf? I am not. I am the greatest creation of a madman, and I will destroy all of you. But you, with the genetic suppressor, you will die first.</strong>
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“Hey who Are these characters that don’t have an angel OR devil sign next to thier names?” Akasha asked, passing the Surface to Valenia. “That kid seems like he doesn’t belong in a death game like this doesn’t he?” she continued, gesturing at Thomas.
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She was Sonara and She wasn’t. Need before had she felt so powerful, so complete. She felt that she should know the flaming boy with the eyes of an elder, who called her name with a tinge of desperation, and the life form just outside of the large room that imprisoned her.
“Stop. ” she ordered. She felt so many memories, and it was all very troubling to her, to finally–finally? — feel complete somehow. She was a great wolf(photo), all black, and she had control over her whole self.Still , a part of her held on to these two, She growled and paced the small room, trapped as she was. “Who Are you? And the man outside this room? Why do I feel as if I should know you?”
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Calcifer knew he had to act quickly If he wanted to fix this. Sonara would die in the worst kind of pain If he didn’t. The vines were all connected directly to her nervous system, meaning any major shock to them was a major shock to her whole system. Three was only one this to do. He pulled his shirt and all the amulets he himself wore of, spread his wings, and set himself aflame. Then he dug his nails into his arm until it bled, letting the small drops fall onto Sonara’s skin. Her would need more than a few drops to help her, but She needed to be awake the whole time for his to heal her. He ripped of the amulet, and hoped She could handle the pain.
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Sonara’s eyes few open, and the first than She did was spread and fight her resraints. She felt herself flip, her back exposed, and then more pain in rivers. She couldn’t time it any more, and with one last cry, blacked out.From outside the room, you can hear the screams stop, but it see ominous. Then you hear an other sound… You hear a howl.
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“Hang on, now i’m confused. Isn’t he an angel? What, did you guys now each other before all this? I need more painkillers…” then She downed three shots of sudden vodka: one for each pill She popped in her mouth. At the stares of the others, She grinned sheepishly and muttered something about alcohaul and new year’s party.
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Party well crashed, If I do say so myself. Which I do.
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“If you’re with THEM I don’t want your help,” Tas growled at the newcomer with the gray case. She was fading case, your could see it in her eyes. If something wasn’t done soon, the beast would gain control of her. “Are your with O.R.C?”
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Akasha ignored the flames, only noticing them long enough to growl in irritation. “Seriously, who are you?” she asked the girl. “You’re not in the tutorial…and everyone’s in the tutorial…” She closed her eyes in pain as a sudden headache bloomed in her forehead. “Ugh… Headache… Hey who’s house is this? Where are your painkillers?”
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Tas gritted her teeth as the Wolf clawed its way up, demanding that she destroy everything in sight. “You need to Get away from here. Get away because I can’t control it without–agh!” Tas broke off,her pupils slitting and dilating. She then got up and ran again, crashing to the ground only a few meters away.
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Calcifer stepped into a thick steel walled room with a chair that had straps on the arms and legs of it.
“Put her here. You can like leave if you would like, a lot of humans don’t have the stomach for these next few parts. “ -
Tas considered all of the parts of her plan carefully. She couldn’t do anything too flashy; people would just assume it was part of the show, but she had to do something that would ruin it. She slipped a smokebomb and darts into her hand, and flipped her mask down over her face.
Once the show was well under way, and most of the performers were in the ring, she put her plan into action. She threw the smokebomb into the air, where it exploded, obscuring everything within moments. Then she picked off the performers one by one, hitting them with a drug that would leave them in a coma-like state for at least a month. The only way to stop it would be having a metabolism like hers(it had put her out for a week still) or being a robot. And honestly, how likely was that?
Everything was going according to plan. So of course, she was out of the final thing she needed. A splitting headache erupted and her senses began sharpening, all signs of trouble. She staggered to a halt, holding her head, as the smoke began clearing. The first to see anything: a girl with bright eyes and a rat on her shoulder. The others would not be far behind.
Destroy them all. Tas closed her eyes and took a shuddering breath. She needed to get away from here, find an alley or someplace. .Kill them. Rip their still beating hearts from their chests and crush them.
Tas sprinted away, out of the tent, crashing into a wall outside and sliding down. She raised her shaking hands to her face, and already saw the claws forming, sharp and black, on them.
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Calcifer stepped out of the house, and the whole yard’s chaotic panic froze in place. Calcifer never left the house. He looked young physically only about 16, but his eyes were ancient. He had red hair and orange eyes, both colors also showed up in the feathers of his wings.
“Bring her upstairs and follow me,” he ordered John. Then he turned to the crowd. “No one comes upstairs until this is done. You all know why.” -
“I already got rid of the car, and who exactly are you worried about?” Akasha asked, flopping down onto a new couch with her tablet.